Life's Clock
The clock of life is wound but once,
And no man has the power
To tell just where the hands will stop —
At late or early hour.
To lose one's wealth is sad indeed,
To lose one's wealth is sad indeed,
To lose one's health is more,
To lose one's soul is such a loss
As no man can restore.
The present only is our own,
The present only is our own,
Live for Christ with a will;
Place no faith in tomorrow,
For the clock may then be still.
~~Robert W. Wesley~~
Hola bloggers! It's the start of the Christmas season (at least here on my page....lol). Let me thank all of you who sent messages...it's always a delight to hear from you and I cherish all your shared thoughts. I am happy to blog in the midst of migraine attack ...migraines are my miseries in life lol. Here's something for all of you....A BALLAST FOR MY SOUL!
Life is like a stormy sea
That tosses to and fro,
But God's Word will ever be
A ballast for my soul.
By its truth I'll be held fast
Till I reach heaven's shore
Where I will be home at last
And sail life's sea no more!
—Perry Boardman
HAVE A WONDERFUL AND BLESSED WEEKEND BLOGGERS!!!
SINCERELY,
OPHELIA
